After months of flip-flopping on the subject, I've finally decided to start a blog! Now I'm not even going to kid you into thinking that everything I write is going to be gold, so please don't expect TOO much from me...at least in the beginning. I'm sure that there are going to be some posts that are controversial and we might have a healthy debate from time to time. I'm excited to begin this journey and if you're reading this, I'm glad you've decided to come along for the ride. You probably already know me, either personally or professionally, but just in case you're reading this and have no clue who I am... I'll tell you a bit about myself.
I was raised by a single mother in a small town in Connecticut. While I'm sure that she did the best that she could, I didn't have the best upbringing. In fact, at times it was downright terrible. I spent most of my time devising ways to trick my friends and their parents into inviting me to sleep over their house so that I wouldn't have to go home at night. Many girls in my grade were terribly cruel and as a result of their constant ridicule and my exhausting home life, I began to find ways to hurt myself. When my life was threatened, I ran away from home. This was just a few months before I graduated from high school and since my family decided to move away, I was homeless that summer. I made my way crashing on couches and floors and babysitting in exchange for food. I spent 4 terrifying nights in an alley, sleeping in between a huge garbage bin and a brick wall.
I eventually made my way to Massachusetts where things finally started to work out in my favor. I got a job at a nursing home assisting the elderly. I loved that job. It was really rewarding but SUPER difficult mentally, emotionally, and physically. Every time one of my patients passed away, I went home a sobbing mess. It was really hard to go to work knowing that I might lose someone that I had come to care about. Soon I moved on to work with at risk teens in a residential setting. This would turn out to be something that I would spend almost a decade doing. Those kids seriously taught me so many life lessons and there is really no way to repay them.
I started to work as a doula when a friend asked me if I would attend her birth. That peaked my interest and I decided that I wanted to start learning about what a doula did, but it would take me another year or so before I would take the steps to get certified. Since becoming a doula, I've learned a heck of a lot. I've always had a huge knowledge of birth, babies, child care, etc. but never really knew how I was going to put that to use besides for being a mother. So when I had the opportunity, or should I say "kick in the pants" to get certified through DONA (Doulas of North America), I jumped on it. I mean, I dove in head first! This career has been the most incredible, challenging, rewarding, moving, humbling thing that I have ever done in my life. It has shown me the incredible strength that we as women possess, the tender compassion that husbands have for their wives, and fierce love that new parents have for a child that they have only just met. I'm welcomed to take part in one of the most intimate moments in a person's life and each and every time...I am overwhelmed. I have found my place. I have found my calling. I know deep down in my heart that I was born to be a mother but I also know that I was born to be a doula. And that's kind of the same thing. :-)